marry a weak waist

When I return home, the setting sun is about to end, the sky is like snow at night, the thin clouds are pressing on the distant mountains, and the spring city is suddenly far away.But compared with the capital city, Jinan's winter is still much warmer. The wind is between the bitterness of the north and the warmth of the south city, with a ray of tenderness, which is hard to break.

The gilt charcoal basin was also lit in the carriage, although it was not too cold, even though Dong Mo knew in his heart that Meng Tiao had weak bones that were not easy to break, it did not prevent him from being worried about her thin body.

He untied the dark blue cloak covering her skirt, and carefully lifted her upper body.He didn't touch her, but he was considerate enough, and he still had to maintain his dignity on the surface, "It's a little boring, you hold it for me."

He put on a cold attitude at the beginning, but now he is humble, and he is a little bit embarrassed.In Meng Yuan's view, it was a bit ridiculous, she pursed her lips, laughed silently, and sat on the side.Afraid that he would notice it, he quickly put the back of his hand against his mouth.

"What are you laughing at?" Dong Mo looked at her from above.

"No."

"I asked you to hold it for me." He lowered his eyes and rubbed his cuffs uncomfortably, "Someone has always taken care of these trivial matters for me. There is only you in front of me, so I have to wrong you."

It's not easy for Meng Tiao to expose him, so he suppresses his smile.Suddenly feeling slightly embarrassed, she turned around and picked a crack in the car curtain behind her to look out.

The shops on the street were busy putting up boards. Occasionally, two janitors in front of Zhumenxiu's embroidered house would tuck their hands into their cotton sleeves, arch their shoulders and stomp their feet to keep out the cold.Slowly passing by a booth selling calligraphy and painting, the people behind the booth were so cold that they jumped out of their dreams!

Take a closer look, the stall owner is not a poor scholar from a foreign country whom she cheated a year ago!The three of them, mother and daughter, set up a set up in partnership and blackmailed 20 taels of money. Later, I heard that it was the money that this scholar went to Jinan for the rural examination.

At that time, Meng Tiao still muttered, "Without the money, wouldn't he have to wait another two or three years?"

The old lady raised her lips and smiled, "It doesn't matter if he waits for a few years, it has nothing to do with us! There is a knife on the head of the color word, he is a student, who told him to forget this, he deserves it!"

Judging by the current situation, it was indeed delayed for several years.Meng Tiao didn't know if he was guilty, his hands shook, he dropped the curtain, turned back, and met Dong Mo's gentle eyes that had no time to retreat.

She felt more and more at a loss, her warm bones were uncomfortable, her eyes were sharp for a moment, she rolled up the cloak on her lap and put it back on Dong Mo's lap, "I'm not your girl, how can you order me?!"

Dong Mo was caught off guard, slightly startled, and no longer caring about his dignity, he shook off his clothes and tried to put them on her again, "It's going to snow, it's cold."

I don't want Mengyuan to step aside and cast a cold glance, "I'm not cold, I'm used to it."

Dong Mo hung his clothes in the air, staring at her for a long time.If Meng Tiao noticed it, she gave him a timid look and gave him an unnatural smile.

In this smile, Dong Mo recalled his childhood in a trance.When his mother was a girl, she was not well received at home, and when she married into the Dong Mansion, because her father was not treated well, she was even more excluded and harshly treated among her sisters-in-law.

But that day, it was also a cold winter evening, for some unknown reason, his mother went to greet the old lady and got angry with her sister-in-law, and she came back with a bad face.His father wanted to comfort her, so he baked a sweet potato for her in a hot charcoal basin.

She gnawed sweet potatoes in small mouthfuls, and tears fell into the charcoal basin.His father was about to wipe it off for her, but just as he stretched out his hand, she raised her tearful hate eyes and stared at him in the light of the dying fire, hating him.

Dong Mo always thought that his mother hated his father, hated him for being incompetent, hated him for hurting her, and had thousands of reasons to hate him.But at this moment, he suddenly denied his previous guess.

In this flickering setting sun, he was in a daze.Meng Tiao hid the coldness very much, took the clothes back, still covered them on the skirt, and said with a smile, "I'm joking with you, who told you that you have to treat others well and pretend to be cold-hearted? "

Dong Mo suddenly didn't understand her, and looked at her squarely.Meng Yu moved back again, moved closer to him, and tilted her face under his eyelids, "Are you annoying me?"

"No." Dong Mo looked away indifferently, turning a blind eye to the pink-faced Baodi she was trying to please, and lifted the car curtain on the other side.

"Have you still said, look at your face, it's cold again." Meng Tiao pouted and straightened her waist in order to save face.

The two of them had nothing to say for a while, their eyes turned away, their hearts turned to each other, spying on each other.After a moment of silence, Dong Mo sighed helplessly, "I didn't annoy you, I won't annoy you."

But Mengtiao laughed in her heart at his brashness, she thought: One day you will know how bad I am, you will be so annoyed that you want to strangle me to death.

The sneer floated on her face, and she carefully disguised it as a smile of arrogance and self-satisfaction.Dong Mo didn't hear her voice for a long time, and turned his face, just in time to meet her little satisfaction and arrogance.

There were sparks in his heart, the winter in Beijing was too cold, so he forgave the mild cold wind in Jinan outside the window.Take advantage of the situation and forgive her inexplicable indifference of being thousands of miles away.

He licked his lower lip, which was about to dry out, and said, "I had some snacks in the next afternoon, and I'm a little hungry. The wild pigeon soup you made last time suits my taste."

Mengyu understood the meaning, puffed her cheeks, and rolled her eyes, "I have to work for me again. You must go to my house! Who told me to owe you money!"

Speaking of silver, Dong Mo simply raised the corner of his lips, "It's almost the end of the year, why don't I lend you another hundred silver, so that you sisters can spend the New Year well."

Look, everything is as expected, he really stepped into the trap set by Meng Tiao.But when this day really came, she was like a frightened bird, flapping her wings, just wanting to flee in a panic.

But she is the bait, she was already in the net, and there is no way to escape.

"Ah! It's snowing!"

Between advancing and retreating, she didn't answer the conversation, and subtly changed the conversation, clutching his cloak tightly on both shoulders, as if to be close to her body, but her fingertips turned white, obviously resisting it from getting too close .

Dong Mo only noticed her shining eyes, and following her gaze, light snow flew past the curtain he picked up.It seems that there is also a clear snow falling between each other's desolate hearts. In this desolate and prosperous world, Dong Mo is covered with frost and snow, throwing down his self-defense shield, listening to the voice in his heart, and walking towards the dream step by step. close.

A few days after Xuefei, the blue tiles became whiter. Fortunately, the spring water protected the ground, and it was not very cold, but it was colder when it rained.After a drizzle at night, the room felt cold, and Meng Tiao curled up into a ball, not sleeping soundly.

Meng Yu woke up in the middle of the night and saw her shivering beauty, his eyes stuck into her empty hair for a long time, before finally turning her over and hugging her in his arms.The next day Meng Yu woke up in Meng Yu's chest, drowsily following his heartbeat, lingering in a trance, and she felt that he loved her a little.

"Dong Mo is here today?"

"Yeah." Meng Yukong looked at the tent, and when he heard Dong Mo's words, he felt infinite chest tightness, "The next post said that today, come with Liu Chaoru. You can't avoid it today. Ask someone to set up a Weiping, you and Mei Qing sit inside, and it's just a matter of socializing with your mother."

Meng Tiao nodded, first heard the chirping of birds, stood up and took a look, it was a warmer day.She rubbed her eyes and laughed, "Looks like it rained last night?"

It was hard for Meng Yu to guess whether her inexplicable happiness was due to Tianqing or Dong Mo coming home, sleeping on the pillow, putting his arms behind his head, smiling at her, "You seem to be always happy these days."

The tone is flimsy, don't be interesting.Meng Tiao was awake at the moment, cast a sideways glance, took off the quilt and got out of bed, "I hear what you mean, you can't see me happy? Do you want me to suffer and hate every day?"

Meng Yu's temper was also ignited, and she got off the bed lazily, "I am naturally happy if you are happy. It's just that you have suffered so much and hated so much all day, and it's not because of me. Why do you blame me?"

"Why did I blame you? Don't get me wrong." Meng Yuan sat down on the dressing table and looked at him in the mirror.

He was hitting the dragon door frame to take out a big cloak and put it on, and smiled at the mirror, "I hope I misrepresented your meaning."

Meng Yu reminded him that his words in the past few days always had a hint of sarcasm, and he was too lazy to argue with him, so he raised his voice and called the little girl to come in and serve him.

Hearing her sharp tone, Meng Yu also felt a little regretful, and went to please her with a smiling face, "Don't worry about today's meeting, let your mother and Mei Qing take care of it, anyway, Mei Qing is in a hurry to get married. It will be a loss of entertainment. Will you sleep again?"

"Not so lucky to be lazy!"

Meng Tiao shook off his hands on his shoulders, he was not interested, so after washing, he invited Master Zhang to watch the salt transportation together, and secretly ordered the servants to send Sister Yinlian to Qihe's relatives' home for the New Year.After finishing the work in one go, I turned back to the mansion, and the banquet was ready.

The banquet was laid out very grandly, according to Mei Qing's intention, twelve hot dishes and eight cold dishes, as well as good Western wines, in an attitude of entertaining distinguished guests.The old lady listened to her instructing the kitchen steward on the chair, holding a cigarette bag and talking to Meng Yu, "Look, this kind of hospitality, I don't know, I think she is going to marry a prince and grandson."

Yin Mengyuan also covered his mouth and smiled.Mei Qing knew she was laughing at her, so she didn't pay attention to it, she just thought she was going to get out of this villain's den, and she became extra open-minded, only casting a few supercilious glances in her heart.

Hearing people arriving in a short time, Meng Yu made the sisters retreat to the inner hall, and the old lady alone sat down at the head, and he went to meet him in person.

Welcoming a good guest, Meng Yu led him to meet him, "This is Lord Taishui. Last year, it was my mother-in-law's 37th birthday. Brother Liu met me, and Brother Dong met for the first time. Mother, this is Dong from the capital." My lord, this is Liu Chaoru Liu County Magistrate."

Dong Mo and Liu Chaoru bowed to each other below, and when they looked up, the woman on the chair was surrounded by three or four maids, dressed in silky clothes, lightly rouged, and charming in her eyes.Raising his hands and feet, Cuixiu frightened, "Oh, please sit down, please sit down."

Dong Mo went to sit down, but Liu Chaoru didn't sit down, took a step forward, and bowed again, "I haven't seen my wife for a long time, I wonder if you are safe?"

The old lady had a lot of people born last year, so she didn't look at him carefully. She took a closer look at him and saw that he was very attractive, so she smiled, "It's always been good, please worry about it. You came to the door today. Brother Yu told me about the matter. If there is fate, we will be relatives in the future, so don't be polite."

Talk and make him sit.Liu Chaoru chose the comb-back chair in front of Dong Mo to sit, just under the old lady's knees, half a foot away.

The old lady also has a name, her name is Meng Li, and Liu Chaoru found out about it in private.Few people know her name, and everyone always calls her "old lady" and "old lady".

She is the elder of the Meng family, but in the heart of his well-read poems and books, there is a shocking secret.So it took some trouble for him to ask her name without being noticed.It is also very rough to approach her in a legitimate way.

There is a way in front of me, like Meng Yu, to be her son-in-law.

But as soon as he saw her, his heart was full of excitement, and his soul was scattered.The matter of talking about marriage was forgotten.

On the contrary, Dong Mo raised the matter according to the old lady's words, and cupped his hands, "Brother Shuwang invited me to be a Baoshan today. If Mr. Meng trusts me, he will marry your aunt to the Liu family. She is the head of the Liu family. Zenghui, Master Meng is showing me some face."

The Meng family naturally agreed, but the woman's family had to be more or less dignified to be decent.Meng Yu walked over to the old lady, bowed and whispered a few words.

The old lady let out a chuckle, as if a flying bird jumped out of a cage and leaped onto the yellow beams, "Since it is a nobleman from Beijing to act as a guarantor, and Mrs. Liu is such a young talent, I have nothing to say. Yes. It’s just that I have two daughters. The eldest daughter marrying Brother Yu is a good destination. I only hope that the youngest daughter will match Master Liu, and Master Liu will be more considerate to her. If this is the case, I will not let go It's not enough."

Liu Chaoru hurriedly got up from his seat and bowed deeply to her, "Madam, please don't worry, although this junior is poor, he will definitely give everything he has in his life."

He meanders to her solemnly.The old lady didn't notice it, she covered her mouth, her eyes rolled twice on him, she was very disdainful in her heart, but her smile was extraordinarily gentle and kind, "There's no point in giving up everything, if I covet you for these things, I won't be willing to promise my little girl to you. Just wait for her to work hard."

This matter was originally intended by both parties, and it was just a scene at this time, so they talked and laughed and set a date for inviting a matchmaker to come to the door.

Before the banquet, Mei Qing and Meng Yu were invited to meet across the screen.There are two comb-back chairs behind the screen, facing the guest seats.There is a distance of two feet in the middle, and only two charming shadows can be seen inside.

Unmarried men and women vaguely meet each other, which is a common etiquette for well-behaved families.Dong Mo waited while eating tea, and waited for Liu Chaoru to come forward and bow, and shouted, "Miss is polite, madam is polite."

Because Meng Tiao was concerned about Dong Mo's presence, he squeezed his throat and returned together with Mei Qing, "Your Excellency, you are polite."

A voice that was so sweet and sweet, it got into Dong Mo's ears and made goosebumps all over his body.Glancing at the screen, the two graceful figures looked at the heavy ones, wearing countless jewelries on their heads, and their gestures made a ringing, crisp and cold tone.

As far as he thought, such a woman is very kitsch, she only knows how to wear red and green, with gold and silver on her body.He didn't like it, and couldn't help frowning.

But they invited the madam to come out, and they couldn't help but ask.He had no choice but to put down the teacup and come forward to bow.Meng Yu recommended from the side, "This is Mr. Dong from Beijing. Our marriage with the Liu family is done by him."

Mei Qing only thanked her in a shallow way.Meng Tiao is both the elder and the wife of the family, so he has to say a few more words.The distance got closer, and I was even more afraid that Dong Mo would hear it, so I squeezed my shrill voice, "Thank you, Mr. Dong, for your concern. I will trouble Mr. Dong when we deal with tedious matters in the future. When the matter between our two families is over, It is better to prepare a generous gift and go to the mansion to thank you."

Dong Mo only wished that she was dumb, so he walked back to his seat after saying a few polite words indifferently.Seeing him behind the screen looking like he was afraid to avoid him, Meng Tiao suddenly hated him, gritted his teeth, and led Mei Qing back into the inner hall, the hem of her skirt was like the tail of a proud peacock.

There were four more people left at the table, Dong Mo didn't talk much, so Liu Chaoru had to deal with Meng Yu.The old lady still put on the airs of a senior, and occasionally strike up a conversation.

She didn't care about Mei Qing's marriage at first, and just felt that the meeting was boring, but she saw the woman in the room coming over, and whispered in her ear, "Chang Xiucai is here, waiting in the room."

Pian Liu Chaoru has good ears. Hearing this, he took a look at her, but seeing her radiant face and glowing cheeks, he stood up and asked to resign, "You young people talk, but you are restrained here as an old lady. I'll go, Brother Yu Son, treat your guests well."

Meng Yu hurriedly got up and helped her to the door, Liu Chaoru followed her sideways, and the glamorous shadow was surrounded by three maids, and gently swept away.

The shadow of the sun also swept west, and it was noon when the marriage was agreed.Liu Chaoru was still riding in Dong Mo's carriage, and the two of them changed faces when they boarded the court.

Liu Chaoru lightly set the curtain of the car, left Meng Yu seeing off the guests outside the car, turned his head and smiled, "I said earlier that there are some cities in Mengfutai, you see, I know you want to secretly investigate his dirty things , but he was able to discuss marriage matters with me calmly."

Dong Mo's lingering smile was still on his lips, but it was frozen by the winter wind, "Last time, you said that he seems to be able to eat well not only in Shandong, but also in Beijing?"

"I'm not sure, but it's so bold to act according to him. At this juncture, he dares to sell smuggled salt from the mine. There should be someone above him. It may be the Sixth Ministry, or the cabinet, otherwise he would not dare to be so confident."

With no contacts in Beijing these days, who would dare to be rampant?Dong Mo collected his expression, and was going to go back and write a letter to his grandfather at home, to find out about Meng Yu's details, and then make plans.

After that, leaving aside the official business, I planned the marriage details for Liu Chaoru, "Just now at the banquet, Mrs. Meng meant that 300 taels should be settled. Shuwang, if you have any difficulties, here I am..."

Liu Chaoru hurriedly waved his sleeves, "Xiu Ti Huo Ti, I haven't thanked you for preparing those gifts for me, so I don't need you to bother. Don't worry, I have my own plan. 300 taels, if you put it together, you can always get it of."

To protect his self-esteem, Dong Mo had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.Here to send him home, he turned the carriage and came to Xiaochanhua Lane.

He opened the curtain and jumped out of the car, just as he heard a "squeak", Meng Yuan opened the door and came out.Meeting each other head-on, Dong Moyin asked, "Where are we going?"

Meng Tiao went back to Qian Street to buy candles and sent him in first.He sent the boy back to sit in the main room and wait.While making tea for him, Caiyi recalled what she said just now when Meng Yao came here, saying that he would definitely come here in the afternoon, and it was true, didn't he come here?

Not long after, Meng Yuan also came back with a basket on his arm, his face was flushed by the wind, and he stomped his feet as soon as he entered the door, "Wake up early and have a good day, it's going to blow wind, it's so cold!"

Looking through the window, the sky is suddenly overcast, and the clouds are getting thicker, and there must be rain and snow.There was only one brazier lit in this room, and the firewood was a bit choking.Dong Mo picked up the pliers and rummaged through it, speaking softly, "I'll ask someone to bring some charcoal at night, and then send a smoker cage, and you put it in the bedroom."

Meng Tiao said "Oh", put things in front of the cupboard, lowered his eyes and remembered what happened last night, and walked over with bright lips, "The marriage between the county lord and the Taiwan lord is settled?"

Sitting on the rattan chair, Dong Mo was casting his eyes at her. Seeing her turn around, he quickly closed his eyes and nodded lazily.Mengyu didn't have the time to look into his eyes now, and only thought about how he wanted to jump eight feet away from her for a long time. He felt uneasy and very curious, "Have you seen Master Futai's aunt? How does she look like?"

"I didn't see the real face, so I bowed to the lady through the screen."

"How about looking through the screen?" Meng Yuan squinted his eyes, with a hint of playful expectation in his eyes.

Dong Mo originally didn't intend to talk about these unimportant people, but after thinking about it, he didn't have any serious business here, he just wanted to sit here, look at her, and talk to her.

So what does it matter what you say?He opened his hand to her, hooked a few fingers, and invited her to sit on the long bench in front of him, smiled, "I don't know the appearance, I only think that I have a good figure, which can be read as a book."

Mengyu pulled the stool forward, bowed his back to warm himself by the fire, and rubbed his hands together, "What about Mrs. Futai? Although I don't know these people, I have heard it said that Mrs. Futai's wife She is the number one beauty in Jinan. What do you think?"

She looked forward to him eagerly, as if other people's boasting could not be taken seriously, only his evaluation counted.

Dong Mo smiled indifferently, and even looked down upon him a bit, "I think it's all hypocrisy, and outsiders are just flattering Meng Futai's words. His wife has a coquettish manner and a coquettish attitude, and she seems a bit flamboyant. "

Hearing this, Meng Tiao almost spit out a mouthful of blood!Immediately there was an outburst of words to refute him, but he couldn't say it!It was only blocked in the chest, blocked into resentment, and rolled several eyes in a row!

"Why?"

Meng Yu was eight feet away from him, and leaned against the window, with her waist on her side and her face lowered, twisting her skirt lace tightly on her fingers, not speaking.

Inexplicably, he turned his face again, Dong Mo thought to himself why, thinking that she was sometimes a little pretentious on weekdays, maybe he suspected that he was referring to Sang and scolding Huai, and that's why he got angry.

So he also got up from his seat, and walked slowly towards the window with one arm cut, "I'm talking about Mrs. Futai, don't worry too much."

"I'm not careless, which eye do you see that I'm careless?" Meng Yu flipped her skirt nonchalantly, still full of dissatisfaction in her heart.After holding back for a while, he couldn't hold back, so he raised his lips and snorted coldly, "Oh, you men are really hard to deal with. A dignified woman is also boring; a gentler woman is too obedient. ; Thoughtful, but also too busy; heh, now you even dislike the beautiful ones, you think people are coy!"

Dong Mo's eyes were full of confusion, "I didn't mention you, why are you angry?"

"I'll fight for Mrs. Futai's injustice, can't I?!" Mengyu rolled his eyelids, even turned his body on his back, and slanted against the window.

The tung oil paper pasted on the windows is an old yellow color, and Meng Tiao is wearing a newly made dark blue long-skinned jacket, which is loosely embedded by the window, as if there is still a blue sky in the dark dusk that will not fade away, and he is stubborn in his bones .

Dong Mo was behind, trying to get rid of her stubborn temper, and smiled with a crooked face, "What kind of relative is she, you want you to complain about her?"

Mengyu regretted his slip of the tongue, threw away his skirt, turned his head and glanced at him, "You don't care about me." After saying that, he left him and went back to sit on the wicker chair.

She became more and more unreasonable, and she used to be willing to pretend to admit her mistakes, lowering her face and winking at him in the gap between confessions.Recently, even these have become more and more lazy.Dong Mo felt that it was because he came here to condescend to her, women are used to being favored and proud.

He was determined to ignore the content of the letter he wanted to write to the old man while standing in front of the window.After thinking about an article and looking back, Meng Tiao was still sitting on the rattan chair, with his face lowered and warming his hands, the two cheeks under his eyelashes were bulging like steamed buns, and he let out a soft breath.

The two of them didn't speak for a long while, Caiyi was in the bedroom inside, if she wanted to come out, she didn't dare to come out, she put her heart on her back, opened the curtain to come out, and hurried through, "Sister, I'm going to cook."

Taking advantage of the situation, Meng Yu raised his eyes, and caught a glimpse of Dong Mo leaning his back on the window, looking at her with his arms crossed as if watching a show.She became more and more angry, straightened her waist and called Caiyi, "What kind of rice are you cooking? I don't want to eat it, you can roll some noodles and eat it yourself."

Judging from this, it means that Dong Mo is not counted in it at all.Caiyi stood on the door, unable to advance or retreat for a while, her eyes rolled timidly between the two of them.

Dong Mo couldn't wait for Meng Yuan to let go, and unconsciously let out a sigh of relief, "I still have something to do, I'm going back."

Meng Tiao was still sitting on the fixed chair, not intending to send it off, "Oh, please go slowly." She didn't look at him, but just rubbed her hands that were high on the brazier, the skin as clear as ice and snow seemed to be Never rub hot.

For a few jokes, it seemed to be serious, and each other felt a little unhappy in their hearts.Dong Mo wandered out from the door for a while, and Meng Yuan finally went to the door to look.The sky was full of snow, and his shadow had long been buried.

Caiyi tilted her face ignorantly, "Ma'am, what kind of method is this?"

Mengtiao can't tell any more about the truth between men and women, she has no means, it's just her own random struggle.For the safety of her life, she was afraid of being estranged from him, and for the safety of her heart, she was afraid of getting too close to him.

So she leaned against the door and sighed, "It's fine to leave, but it's best not to come again."

"Ah?" Caiyi became more and more confused, and put her tightly packed forehead under her eyelids.

She immediately put on a charming smile, blinked shrewdly, and changed her words, "I was talking nonsense."

The author says:

Meng Tiao: Do ​​I look good? (If you dare to say it’s not good-looking, I’ll unscrew it for you.)

Dong Mo: You are the most beautiful in the world!